Chapter 31 There’s something wrong with this hot pot

In the dojo, the students stood up one after another, still discussing the battle just now.

The door to the back hall was opened, and a man with cold eyes walked out and said:

"Noisy, what's going on?"

"Senior Brother Qian Wang!"

Lin Sheng had just experienced a disastrous defeat and was a little depressed. When he heard the voice of the visitor, he immediately raised his head.

However, after seeing the person clearly, Lin Sheng said in a daze: "Elder brother, what's wrong with your mouth?"

The man with a square face had red eyes and two red, swollen and glowing sausage mouths hanging on his face. He had a calm expression and said vaguely:

"It's okay, it's just that the hot pot made by Master is a bit spicy."

Lin Sheng swallowed his saliva and said with admiration:

"Thank you for trying the dishes for Master, senior brother."

"That's right." Qian Wang tried hard not to sound too arrogant: "Did you lose just now?"

Lin Sheng was still frightened and whispered: "We lost, we lost miserably."

"Master, my stomach suddenly hurts."

Therefore, Fu Ming is not only good at hot pot, but also has high attainments in other dishes.

Fu Ming saw this and was a little surprised in his heart, but said nothing.

Luo He was listening to the conversation between an old man and a young man and pondered:

"Qian Wang, you must not be full, right? How about having dinner with us," Fu Ming said.

Fu Ming laughed and said, "You can say that, and I'm not bragging. I'm a very good chef."

"The raw materials are killer honey and milk flower, which are more than enough to relieve the capsaicin in cupola." Luo He said with a smile.

Qian Wang was stunned for a moment, his eyes showed gratitude, he nodded vigorously and said: "Thank you."

Fu Ming glanced at it and said, "That's not called stomach."

"How are you making this can of milk? It's really delicious!" Qian Wang's eyes lit up and he praised it without hesitation.

"Don't worry, this is either a test dish or a classic spicy hot pot that ordinary people can eat." Fu Ming said, "Okay, let's use your chopsticks."

He just couldn't stand the spicy taste, so he unscrewed the bottle cap and started drinking. The sweet milk gradually soothed the burning sensation on the tip of his tongue.

"My strength lies in cooking." Luo He said.

"Master, I've finished trying the dishes." The square-faced man said with a sausage mouth.

But when it comes to cooking, even ten of you can't do it for me.

For such basic ingredients, Luo He is quite generous.

Half an hour later, the waiter brought several dishes to the table. Famous Sichuan dishes such as fish-flavored shredded pork, Mapo tofu, boiled pork slices, etc. were all on the list. Under the warm light, they gave off an attractive oily sheen and filled with fragrance.

Luo He nodded, glanced at his back, then looked at Qian Wang, and said:

"This should be a reservation-only restaurant?"

Fu Ming showed an expected smile and said:

"Luo He, try the soup base of my hot pot again. This is the essence of this meal."

This visit is definitely at the right place.

Qian Wang's eyes were red, and he explained the reason for the sausage mouth, and said: "Have you increased the proportion of peppers again?"

In less than a moment, Qian Wang had finished drinking a bottle of honey milk, then smacked his lips and opened his eyes wide, feeling a little unbelievable.

Luo He had just agreed to Fu Ming's invitation to have dinner together.

I was busy preparing the hot pot base for Jiujie Lang and Purgatory Dog, but I added too much chili pepper.

Luo He, Fu Ming, and Qian Wang's master and apprentice came to the restaurant in the front yard of the dojo and walked into the private room.

Qian Wang nodded, pursed his sausage lips, and walked straight in the direction of Luo He and Fu Ming.

Fu Ming nodded and said: "There is actually not much difference between cooking skills and breeding."

Master doesn’t try new dishes, but cooks his specialty dishes well, and they are still quite delicious!

Luo He's eyes flickered slightly.

On the other side.

Qian Wang was overjoyed, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master."

Luo He was thoughtful.

Seeing Fu Ming taking the initiative to talk about this topic, Luo He took the opportunity to ask about the questions he had always had:

"Qian Wang, don't be sad, I will teach you more in private." Fu Ming apologized.

Because chefs need to be familiar with all kinds of flavors, Luo He is the type who knows how to eat spicy food.

"It's delicious." Luo He put down his chopsticks and frowned slightly, "But this hot pot has a big problem."

Why is there a Western Poison Ouyang Feng here?

When Xiao Jiu was living in the wild, he had eaten poisonous mushrooms and red peppers before, so he could feel the same way.

Killer honey is very precious, but this challenger was so generous in order to help me.

Touching the space ring on his left index finger, Luo He took out the bottle of milk and handed it to Qian Wang.

No wonder I'm just a cook, but Captain Li always says I have a talent for breeding.

Fu Ming slapped his forehead and said, "I was negligent."

The night is getting darker.

Qian Wang couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The copper hot pot exudes white mist and bursts of spicy aroma, the soup is bright red, the color of the pepper is attractive, the tofu on the side is white and tender, the green vegetables are juicy, and the mutton is fresh.

Fu Ming witnessed everything, became more and more curious about Luo He, and said:

But for this spicy hot pot, it is indeed too early for Qian Wang, who is only at level 2 in Pet Beast Space, to try the dish.

"However, chefs and breeders reach the same goal by different paths. The higher the level, the smaller the difference."

Luo He picked up the fish-flavored shredded pork with chopsticks, which was salty and slightly spicy. The tenderloin shredded pork was smooth and tender. After thinking about it for a moment, he couldn't help but praise: "It's delicious."

Qian Wang was stunned for a moment, then stretched his hand back and forth over his stomach: "Where is your stomach?"

"Honey and milk." Luo He pointed to his mouth, "Honey and milk are both anti-spicy and should be helpful to you."

Qian Wang was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "What is this?"

"This is the disciple of our Huowei Dojo, Qian Wang. He is the first senior brother among this group of trainee-level students to get started."

Qian Wang looked a little nervous.

"Okay, stop pretending." Fu Ming said, "You can just eat the non-spicy food. Leave the spicy pot to me and Luo He to eat together."

"Whoever is so blind and gets into trouble with you, I will stab him in the butt with a knife to make him open his eyes."

Although killer honey is rare, Xiaojiu can bring back a few pieces of bee cake every night through his travel diary.

"Luo He, please wait a moment."

Sichuan cuisine pays attention to hundreds of dishes and flavors, and the taste and cooking techniques are far more than just "spicy".

"So, you are both a breeder and a chef?" Luo He asked.

It not only answered my confusion, but also allowed me to taste Sichuan delicacies. It is also expected to allow Xiaojiu to master high-level fire-based moves.

"You guys sit down first. I'll go to the kitchen. The food will be served soon," Fu Ming said.

The interior of the private room is elegantly decorated, full of Donghuang beauty, with precious wooden chairs placed beside the lacquered round table.

Even Qian Wang's sausage mouth faded away.

"How does it taste?" Fu Ming smiled proudly.

Luo He nodded.

"Huh?" Luo He looked away in confusion.

When it was the turn of the finale, Fu Ming personally carried the copper hot pot into the box and placed it in the center of the round table.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw something strange in Fu Ming's eyes, and then heard a voice calling from behind: "Master."

"Isn't it spicy anymore?" Qian Wang swallowed his saliva tremblingly again, and said in surprise: "It's really not spicy anymore."

Fu Ming explained: "The essential difference between a chef and a breeder is that one cooks for people and the other cooks for pets."

A little flawed, but already pretty good.

Qian Wang burst into tears and nodded silently.
To be continued...